‘I’ve carried this around far too long. I love you both,’ she said as she kissed her husband and their lover. ‘I’ll be back as soon as — w...en I can.’ Jessica called a taxi to take her where she was going. She wasn’t going to be foolish enough to drive. She would likely be drinking and by the end of it all, upset and not thinking straight. Candie had that effect on her and always would. Damn her! Why now, when her life was as perfect as she could ever have imagined it being, why did Candie. Chris grinned at him. "Still wearing them I hope? Show me."Rick went pink, but he did as Chris asked and undid his jeans pushingthem down far enough so that Chris could see he was still wearing them."Good, Rikkie. Here, take this fresh pair, We'll have to get you some ofyour own, won't we?" Chris handed Rick a pair of white lace panties. Hestood there with them in his hand, his pulse racing. What did he mean.get me some of my own?Chris leant forward and whispered in Rick's ear. "Tonight, baby,. . Tim's parents?"Theresa didn't respond right away. Each one of us looked at her and saw the tears starting to run down her cheeks. Jeanie grabbed a box of Kleenex and pulled a tissue out, handing one to her sister."I knew his father," Theresa started. "He was a nice enough guy, but..."Jeanie took over, saying, "Tim's mother left before Tim was two. There was never any talk about it, but you could tell his dad had soured on women."The two sisters looked at each other. It looked like Theresa had. She really missed him but was determined to make the best of it, looking after the kids and doing her job as a nurse at the base hospital. The week before last it was, one of her friends, also a nurse, had persuaded her to buy a ticket in a charity fund-raiser contest. The first prize was a four-day break in a smart London hotel. She had bought the ticket without any thought of winning, just to give to the charity, and so was thrilled when she actually won! Her friend had insisted that she take.